Art ~ Writing ~ Life

From Handprints To Footprints

Water Shots

May 23, 2016
Steve Campbell

I have always been attracted to water and the life and world within it; perhaps it’s because I’m an Aquarian. Water can be hypnotic with its reflections and refractions of light and color, and it draws me to capture its many expressions. Here then is a sampling of local reflections and the sites that lay atop and within.







Apple Blossoms

May 16, 2016
Steve Campbell

Occasionally, I get out my cameras and take photos of nature. Where I live, May is a month of blossoms all around me, and a time of beauty and rebirth. I used to compose my photos with ideas about the paintings I wanted to do. Now, while I photograph the outdoors, I compose stories in my head and then hurry to my notebooks and write until I am exhausted.

It is difficult to explain how the beauty in nature influences me to write dark fantasy stories. Perhaps it is the excitement of being outdoors that percolates my love of writing about imaginary things that have an edge of spookiness to them. It may be the Yin to my Yang. Who knows?

In any case, I always return home with beautiful photos and interesting stories to jot down. It’s win-win all around.










Ode to Sol the Artist

June 6, 2012
Steve Campbell

(© 2005)

You artist; you tremendous orb of fire setting,
Paint irradiated ribbons of summer across the sky in meandering vaporous rivers
Till in a stroke
Evening explodes from your burning brushes and rushes upon a fiery canvas for a moment,
Then fleeting to a velvet night succeeding behind you,
Whereupon Nox repaints your canvas for the wonderment of astronomers searching the heavens,
Till you return to dazzle us with morning glory explosion,
Created by those burning brushes I love.

Crowd Control: Putting Up Fences to Keep Out Nature

May 29, 2012
Steve Campbell

I have noticed an alarming increase of wild animals in my neighborhood. I say alarming because I had a bear peer at me through my ground floor bedroom window a few mornings ago. Even deer, coyote and fox run through my yard, which is uncommon in the small city I live in, where squirrels and skunks have reigned as long as I remember. Have the surrounding woods become overcrowded that these anomalies need to venture to town for room and board? Is there a chance I may come home from work some night to find them occupying my house?

The cartoonist in me finds this humorous. I come home to a deer sitting in my La-Z-Boy, reading my paper. He glances over his reading glasses at me and says “Hey, how was your day?”

And you just know papa bear is in the next room, sleeping in my bed!

Recently, a neighbor showed me pictures of her petting a baby deer. It had wandered into her yard, lost. She fed it apples and sent it on its way. The deer has been back every day since. So far, it hasn’t brought along any friends.

A friend blames it on the decreasing number of hunters. Another friend blames it on the increasing number of bird feeders in town. Both may be right, but I think an animal would need to be starving to take to bird seed. Whichever the case, Animal Control has been busy downtown, and neighbors are busy erecting fences this summer. And I’ve been closing my bedroom windows at night, just in case papa bear wants my bed.

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